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Mar 2012
Its amazing how much I chose to expose
Put our lives center stage on a spot-light pedestal
Read allowed every stanza that I'd never really heard
Understood the real message,
Not just a mixture of words

As every line flowed right back through me,
I realized your words have more of a meaning
In the time line of my life,
no matter how fleeting,
The thought of you is as easy as unconsciously breathing
Forever's just word with an ever changing meaning
And after everything is said and done,
I'm still stuck here singing...
    
Write me a song,
Sing it louder then before
Devour my passion
Then show yourself the door

It never was enough,
no matter how much baggage I tried to give up
You were starting battles while I was ending wars
But do not confuse a warm welcome, for an always open door

I have spent a lot time where I am,
whether you know I have or not,
I wasn't willing to give up my land
I was refusing to sell my lot,
But the lot that I was trapped in,
Was borrowed from the start
So when they took it from me,
I found a home inside my heart
I worked hard for the family
that I would die for today,
"We can't pick ones we started with,"
but we can pick the ones who stay

Write me a song,
Sing it louder then before,
Devour my passion
Then show yourself the door
Complications have me lost in a mental whirl-wind
Never have I felt more lost,
Then when you've felt more certain
I'm curious to know my love,
If you've thought about it much,
Did you ever stop to question,
Have you always pictured us?

I've read what you have written,
About everyone else it seems,
I wonder if you still like to write
Anything about me

Write me a song
Sing it louder then before
Devour my passion
Then show yourself the door
Secret Garden
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Secret Garden
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